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Fishing Ground

by  tusker

Posted: Saturday, February 23, 2008
Word Count: 75
Summary: Week 190 challenge




Gold fish skim water their open mouths scooping up minute particles while the cat, black like an ebony statue, crouches on a white boulder, her motionless body blocking out sunlight upon her fishing ground.

Suddenly with claws extended, her green eyes narrowing, she plunges a paw beneath the surface scattering fish under a lily pad, its pink blossom quivering while others dart to the bottom from where debris billows upwards forming a dense brown cloud.